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Misunderstandings Of Love (Ziam)

Liam acts on what he believes is right instead on what is right.

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Zayn’s knees got closer to his chest as he embraced himself in a fetus position. His fingers tightly wrapping the velvet box as he cries. It’s not the way it’s supposed to go. Everything went so wrong but he doesn’t know where he failed. Maybe it was for being so clingy. Maybe he shouldn’t have put his love out there as much as he did. It was just so over whelming. Liam is so over whelming.

He tries but he doesn’t understand. He was only going to ask Liam to marry him but Liam finished with all of it. Liam broke up with him. It could have been worst. He would have asked Liam to marry him only to have the answer that the three years – not months but years - of their relationship was finished.

He hates it so much. But what does he hate exactly? Liam or himself? It’s all so different than it should be.

This isn’t what he was thinking he would do a few hours ago. He thought he would be cuddling with Liam, kissing every inch of his skin or making sweet love to him because he would have proposed to him and Liam would have said yes.

It’s three years of a relationship gone to waste. How could Liam break up with him like that? He deserves an answer but maybe not now, or today. He is too broken for that.

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It’s been four months since he last saw or talked to Zayn. His mother said they couldn’t move but he wanted to. He should move. At least she lets him be home schooled now.

Liam holds his stomach. It’s a girl. Zayn would have been a good dad. Well if Liam was a girl he would have been but Liam is a boy. And boys don’t have babies growing inside of them. His mom said to tell Zayn but he couldn’t. He can’t ruin Zayn’s life like that. It’s already bad enough if he was a girl but he’s not. They are only in their second year of college. It’s too soon and too wrong. Or maybe not so wrong because Liam is feeling attached to the human being inside of him.

Liam is nervous. Very nervous indeed. It’s been four months and he finally has the courage to go to their Zayn’s house. He left so many stuff there. It would be stupid of him to leave it there. Unless Zayn already got rid of it.

He doesn’t know how much he should knock. Once, twice? It doesn’t matter because he gave two light, nearly soundless knocks on the wooden familiar door.

When Liam saw Zayn, he saw something different. Liam saw Zayn’s expression change in front of him several times. Happiness, sadness, hurt, anger. All of it in a matter of seconds. Zayn had Liam’s grey jumper on. Both knew who it belonged to but both acted like they didn’t know or didn’t notice.

“Came to get my stuff.” Liam tried to talk only to come as a whisper.

“Oh okay.” And that two words hold so many emotions. Too many that Liam just wanted to ignore.

“So how you’ve been?” Liam asked. He wanted to hear Zayn’s voice after four months without it.

“Fine. You look chubbier.” Zayn wasn’t looking for an answer. It was just a statement he made as he sat down on the sofa. Liam stopped, he didn’t think would have noticed. But come to think about it, Zayn was always very observant on Liam. That made Liam give an almost genuine smile.

“Yeah.” He whispered going to the room he knew so well.

The room looked different. Messier probably but he could see all his stuff was left untouched. He started to look on what to take. He saw Zayn’s superman hoodie that he wore so much.